Buddy Wasisname And The Other Fellers - Saltwater Joys Ukulele

Band:Buddy Wasisname

 I suggest a soft easy sturmming, better sound! If you know the song you know how great it is. Have fun!    

       C                G            Am            F
Just to wake up in the morning to the quiet of the cove
      C                 G            C
And hear aunt Bessie talking to herself.
         C               G             Am            F
And to hear poor uncle John mumbling wishes too old now
     C            G                   C
It made me feel like everything was fine.
        G               Am           F              C
I was born down by the water, it's here I'm gonna stay
         G                   Am       F             C
I've searched for all the reasons why I should go away.
                           G                 Am            F
Course I haven't got the thirst for all those modern day toys
              C                             G       C
So I'll just take my chances with those saltwater joys.

    C                      G         Am             F
Following the little brook, as it trickles to the shore
          C               G                C
In the autumn winds the trees are flaming red.
     C                G                Am                       F      
Kicking leaves that fall around me, watching sunset paint the hills
      C               G               C
It's all I'll never need to feel at home.
        G             Am                F                C
This island that we cling to has been handed down with pride
      G                   Am                   F              C
But folks that fought to live here, taking hardships all in stride.
            G                   Am               F
So I'll compliment her beauty, hold on to my good-byes
              C                          G            C
And I'll stay, take my chances with those saltwater joys.


        C                 G                Am             F
How can I leave those mornings, with the sunrise on the cove
          C                   G                  C
And the gulls like fly's surrounding Clayton's wharf.
           C                  G              Am           F
Platters island wrapped in rainbow, in the evening after fog
      C                 G            C
The ocean smells are perfume to my soul.
      G           Am             F                 C
Some go to where the buildings reach to meet the clouds

        G                Am              F                  C
Where warm and gentile people turn to swarm and faceless crowds.
             G                 Am                  C
So I'll do without their riches, Glamour and the noise
             C                           G            C
And I'll stay, take my chances with those saltwater joys.

Bridge
      G           Am             F                 C
Some go to where the buildings reach to meet the clouds
        G                Am              F                  C
Where warm and gentile people turn to swarm and faceless crowds.
             G                 Am                  C
So I'll do without their riches, Glamour and the noise
             C                           G            C
And I'll stay, take my chances with those saltwater joys